On new encounters, good music and becoming one with the Snorlax

Last night, while studying late, I felt really cold. I crawled into my Snorlax suit and kept going for another hour or two, before falling asleep. I now never ever want to take it off, as it was the most comfortable thing I've ever slept in (or walked around in, or lounged around in, or done anything in). It's like this suit is channeling the spirit of Snorlax, and if I keep wearing it as constantly as I've been since finishing it Saturday, sooner or later we'll fuse together and I'll become Snorlax for real.

So Big Bang's Taeyang released a song a few days ago, and while I've been pretty uninterested in everyone except T.O.P and G-Dragon, I've gotta say that I kinda like the song, and I kinda like Taeyang too. There's just something really alluring about Asian b-boys, but Taeyang, sweetie - that braid hair has to go. You're not G-Dragon, you can't get away with that shit.

Holy crap, that song becomes addictive the more you listen to it though. It's one of those songs that you feel infinitely bad-ass when it comes up in your playlist while going anywhere. Oh k-pop, you even make going home after a stressful day at work feel like you're on a runway of totally fucking awesome.

Today was my first day meeting the new kid. He's a tall, rather gawky boy with glasses in need of a different haircut who rubs his hands when he feels self-conscious about not knowing what to do. He really strikes me as being just a young kid, so he'll go by the codename the Kid until further notice. I mean, he's twenty and technically an adult, but all I could see was an overgrown boy who didn't know what to do when disaster struck and a million people showed up at the same time.

It was super busy, and there was just no room to try to help teach him how to do things. Shan kept trying to get him to help me, presumably to get some room to work for himself as there was a large demand for sushi, but since the Kid doesn't know what needs to be done and I didn't have time to tell him, all I needed for him to do was to get out of the way. He seems nice enough, but I agreed with Shan's initial assessment that this kid doesn't know shit, but unlike Shan I think he'll pull through okay. Shan nudged me in the side and went "Just compare your speed to his!" and giggled, which I thought was unfair, seeing as one can't expect him to know what to do without experience. I was probably slow as fuck my first few weeks too. I tried giving him tasks to do, asking him to help me sometimes and do small things for me, while looking after him and making sure he could get himself some dinner when he began looking really tired. Then again, I can't say I feel calm and reassured knowing that this kid will be the one closing shop and locking up in a few weeks. I hope he'll grow into it. He's born the same year as the Puppy, and I like Puppy, so here's hoping that the Kid is just as cool.

The restaurant was insanely busy tonight though, which is rare for a Tuesday, and I was so tired walking home playing with my phone that I walked straight into a lamp post. Awkward. I'm hoping that I only looked quirky and adorable, rather than stupid and slow.